Chapter 1965: Can't see

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You said that I copied you? You have not spread these poems, how can I copy them? "Ye Fan can't help but laugh, this person is also very interesting. Su
The painting fan shook his head calmly. "Who does not know in this imperial city, there are quite a lot of people in the government. I have poetry and lyrics, and I have never stopped."
If it is traced, who stole these poems, this son really can't pursue it. After all, there are too many literati people, even if the servants in my house can recite many poems. Take
There have been several times before, my poetry has been passed out, there are people who are greedy for fame and fortune, and impersonation, but this son is too lazy to care too much, and later, some have already come to the fore.
This time, if you don't plagiarize too much, and it will be so hot, this son will not break directly in the hall."
"You are nonsense! Can anyone prove that this poem was written before my big brother?"
What's more, my older brother is meeting the scenes of welcoming relatives and returning to the banquet. If you are poetry on the spot, can you still coincide? "Ye Qing is not happy."
Su painted a face of a fan, sneer: "So many people have a lot of poems, he just picked a few words to say, what is strange?
Why, is it that I still sneaked his poems? I
When Su painted a fan of ten years old, he dared to ask what Ye Haoma was doing? What works can you come out?
Before the Princess Princess, according to the knowledge of Su, it seems to have nothing to do with the poetry world.
Suddenly, not only from scratch, but also to make these excellent poems, I am afraid that some people with little wisdom will not easily believe it? "this
As soon as the words came out, the teachers and students who had asked the school for hundreds of days on the scene also nodded in agreement. "
Support Su Xuechang! Su Xuechang is the first talent of the Imperial City. Is it still questioned? ""
Yes, it must have recited many of the poems of Su’s seniors, just used! "now
Many girls in the field can't wait to start their solidarity. Ye Fan suddenly started to rise, and it was the poetry of the red levy. It was also the name of the sacred doctor. It was really far from the previous waste image. Place
Therefore, everyone has doubts about some of Ye Fan’s achievements.
In contrast, although this collection of poems by Su Painting Fan is not an ironclad certificate, most people are still willing to believe that these poems are created by the first talent of the Imperial City. "
You guys... you are all guessing! This is not at all evidence! "Ye Qingqing was anxious to cry, and his body trembled slightly."
Ye Fan was stretching his hand and gently licking his sister's shoulder. He patted it and smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter, the Qing people are clear, let's go home, whatever they say."
Ye Fan does not want to argue with the Su painting fan. If he wants to compete for the high and low, he can recite hundreds of famous poems.
But... what does this mean? I did borrow the poems of the ancient writers, and I was not original. I borrowed to give myself a name, and he was not interested.
Moreover, his poetry is no better, and it is impossible to prove that this collection of poems of Su painting fan is fake.
What do you want to add to your sin? Su
Painting a fan is not stupid. He naturally knows that public opinion must be biased toward him, so he dares to come up with a collection of poems that cannot be proved.
"Big brother... I feel bad in my heart! Why do they say this to you?" Ye Qingqing licked the powder punch and was bitter.
"Oh, even if I didn't make a poem, I can't do it better than him. It's better than him." Ye Fan smiled and comforted. "
Shantou, hurry! Here is the day to ask the school! The site of others is the best policy! "Ye Danqing whispered.
Ye Qingqing had no choice but to follow along and leave.
She knows that when she walks this way, the Internet must be spread, and Ye Fan becomes a plagiarist. The thief is not shameful... though
However, the Soviet painting fan can not produce sufficient evidence, so Ye Fan will not be punished, but the reputation of Ye Fan just getting better is completely ruined.
"Just leave now? Do you have any bones?" A rumored female voice came.
A color-matched tunic dress, draped in a white fur coat, a hair with a colored hair band tied a ponytail, stepping on a pair of high-heeled camel boots...
Dressed up in a different night, it appeared at the door of the lecture hall. This
The county-level owner who pays attention to the image is also dressed in four uniforms on both sides. He is dressed neatly and looks like a special purpose to reflect the beauty of their master. see
It was also late in the night, and the lecture hall suddenly became noisy again. The students apparently did not expect that the two people with the highest popularity in the four Jieli days came to the scene.
"What does this have to do with the bones? Why can't you waste time when you can't say anything?" Ye Fan shook his head with a smile. night
Weiyang was quite dissatisfied, and he showed a sigh of relief: "The county owner has just returned to the government. I heard that you are coming to confront the Soviet painting fan and you have a special look.
You don't even defend your defense. Doesn't that mean that you admit that you are a thief? Are your poems all copied from the Soviet painting fan? If
It’s just another poem. When you are welcoming you, is the poem written in the text also copied from him? That is the crime of bullying. Do you want to be clear? "leaf
The sail frowns, is this county owner not giving him nothing to look for? Have to say things so badly? Such as
In this case, this matter can't be handled too casually. Otherwise, it is tantamount to deceiving the Emperor and will cause more problems. Now
Many students in the field have already started to sneer, and they want to see what Ye Fan does.
"The director of Weiyang County, I don't want to be awkward, and those poems, when Su Mou sent him, the name of the creator, even on his head..." Su painting fan is a chic gesture Laughing.
Night Weiyang directly replied: "When you say that you want to send it? Are you a literary test in front of the Holy Spirit?
That is, no, no, who is a thief, you have to say it clearly today! What do you say? Ye Hao Ma... Ye Da Shen doctor?

Ye Fan saw the night and the face of the face of fear that the world is not chaotic, I really do not know where to provoke her.
If he wants to say that these poems are his own, he can't say it.
But it is not your own, nor does it work. It will fall into the tongue. Searching
After thinking for a while, Ye Fan looked up and turned his back to the teachers and students of a lecture hall. With a bit of helplessness and a sense of indifference, he said: "If
To be rich and poor, one in the flat;
If you are poorer than a horse, he has to drive me to leisure.
It’s mad for others to laugh at me, I laugh at others and don’t see them;
I don’t see Wuling’s tomb, no flowers, no wine, no farm...

Duan Tang’s "Peach Blossom Yangge", from the mouth of Ye Fan, the audience fell into an inexplicable silence...
People are immersed in thinking, some people are shocked, others are bright eyes... Su
There is a word in the mouth of the painting, the eyeballs are turning, the brows are close, and the fan is pinched.
After the night, it was slightly indulged, and a fascinating smile appeared on the corner of the mouth. Looking at Ye Fan’s eyes, he was more interested.
Ye Fan did not directly answer their doubts, but used such a poem to show a kind of indifferent fame and fortune, not willing to take care of the secular detachment...
He is not willing to compete with the world, and his realm does not need to say more to everyone. If
It is Ye Fan who directly said this, these people naturally sneered at the scene, can be expressed through such an ancient sentence, everyone is shocked!
Ye Fan saw the scene finally quiet down, a group of people looked at him with complicated eyes, relieved, knowing that it was flat.
"What is the name of this poem?" asked the night.
"Where do I know," Ye Fan turned and pointed to the painting fan. "You can ask him, maybe he also wrote it..."
Then, Ye Fan no longer said more, with Ye Qingqing and Ye Danqing, Yang went away.
The scene was quiet for a long time, and a group of people have already understood it. In the end, it’s true and false, and there are four suspicions.
Su painted a fan's mouth with a calm smile, as if he didn't care, but his eyes were deep, but there was a chill...